Sell Itself

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Ayo A lot of garbage artists in the game I'm guessin' 'cause their name lit Cloggin' the lane with fuckery They call me and I change shit My pen dangerous, we ain't the same I teach my dame how to shoot and aim the blick So if you front, she can flame your shit Bad Influenyce, told you niggas know what the label is My hands made for countin' chicken, fuck that hard labor It's the nigga that's on top of everybody's favorite player list Bad bitches' panties get soakin' when you're playin' this I'm here now, "Kiss the Game Goodbye" like Jadakiss Before it was raw, to make the chips you had to take a risk Fuck clockin' in was at the table, one tape and bricks Life made a shift, now I'm coolin' on some stable shit My neck drip, a Cuban K, just told you I was made for this Find it funny how so many lames in the lane exist Bitin' everything a nigga do, still I remain the shit My name is lit, while you'll forever remain nameless, bitch [Chorus] 'Cause all I really need is a spot, and my work gon' sell itself My level's up, to fuck with me you need to get some help You droppin' shit that niggas never felt (It's garbage) 'Cause all I really need is a spot, and my work gon' sell itself My level's up, to fuck with me you need to get some help You droppin' shit that niggas never felt (Niggas trash) [Verse 2] Ayo, I'm out to be iconic And I only coincide with niggas that's like-minded As far as matchin' minds, slime you're way behind it My way I made it honest Radiate from profit, now I'm poppin' Plottin' 'cause my only option was to elevate the game Dealin' with too much lit shit, how could I stay the same These niggas lame, they ain't got the sauce The shit I spit a lit molotov, rock it low with a brolic horse I been shinin', they chasin' the light like a moth From New York to Canary Wharf This shit is sport and I'm on the court droppin' like fifty-four Lately I'm the people's champ, still a shifty ball No cut on the candy, I made 'em snort it raw The cutties bought me the Dior My life kinda wild, but I told you before it's mi amor The work A1, put me anywhere, I get it off [Chorus] 'cause all I really need is a spot, and my work gon' sell itself My level's up, to fuck with me you need to get some help You droppin' shit that niggas never felt (It's garbage) 'cause all I really need is a spot, and my work gon' sell itself My level's up, to fuck with me you need to get some help You droppin' shit that niggas never felt (Niggas trash)
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Credits
- Writers
- Rome Streetz
- Futurewave